Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Today was dreary. Blech. Even History wasn't all that great, because, well we didn't have lessons. And besides that, well, it just wasn't.
You know, people get on the MRT and then they get off. And they get on those SBS buses and then they get off. I mean, they always get off at some point or another. So today I was wondering what it would be like if you never ever got off. You know, like to be in transit forever - always going somewhere but never actually getting anywhere. Well, that's kind of sad. But if you think about it in an extremely cliched manner, we're all really in transit. Haha. We get born and then this is the in-between before we die! Today I said to everyone in class THAT WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE, SO I SAID BYEBYE. I think it's sad that everyone I know will die sooner or later. Before you know it, I'll be old and grey and rheumatic. Who's going to care then? Make love, not war!

So it is that everything seems unbearably loud and coarse, like amplified jaunty jesters in this Commedia dell'Arte. Boingboingboing. Maybe these people weren't made for ostentation. I'm sorry I really am.

- stomp out love! In transit.
by @ 9:11 PM